It's true, the later you talk to someone, the more interesting the conversation gets. Tonight was no different, I was texting with a good friend of mine and let's just say the conversation went in a different direction than expected. We started off texting, but I asked a question that cannot be summarized easily in a few short sentences, so she called me to tell me her answer. Not sure, but this seemed to intensify the situation.
I asked a simple question, but things seemed to take a turn to sex. I simply texted Carly what was on her bucket list that she has never had a chance to do. The answer I got was truly on her bucket list, but she was under the impression that I wanted to hear about her sexual bucket list, I never said it, but who am I to stop her from telling me her lustful ambitions?
Carly started telling me about her salacious situation that she dreams about. "I want to be blindfolded and tied up, no whips or anything, just the inability to move or see who is taking me." I had to clear my throat as this was not the type of thing I was expecting. I really thought she was going to tell me about hiking through the Adirondack mountains or swimming in a hot spring in Alaska.
She began again, "first, I am blindfolded by my man, then he strips me down to all but my panties" I closed my eyes to imagine the scene in my head and before I knew it, my hand was sliding into my underwear, yup, already starting to get hard.
"I felt him from behind, his hand grabbed my breasts, playing with them, caressing then, oh how they love his hands, then one of his hands moved up and grabbed me by my throat. He whispered into my ear, 'From now on your are going to do whatever I want.' I then felt something go around my throat and I heard a snap as it locked into place." She continued as my hand started to grip my tool, "he grabbed my wrists and they locked into place about shoulder level." Her description of her encounter had already receiving a standing ovation. "He spread my legs apart and they locked tightly into place too. My legs were about the same distance apart as my wrists, it was not comfortable, but I was really excited and I could feel my juices dripping into my panties, at this point, they were already soaked and dripping."
The details of her encounter are swimming in my brain and my hand started to slide up and down my hardened member, not wanting to rush her, but just enjoying a slow pace as her story continues.
"He went behind me and caressed my body again, this time I could not move. This time his hands got a little rougher." I loved hearing her description of her fantasy, it made me hard and I couldn't keep my hands off of myself. She continued driving me crazy, "his hands roamed over my entire body, pinching my nipples to a hardened state, they beg to be sucked on." She paused for a second, "but he had other ideas, his hands traveled down my sides to my hips. He spanked me on each cheek before I felt my already soaked panties being pulled out on the sides, then I heard a snip, then a moment later, the other side, snip, I think he cut my panties off of me." She took a deep breath before she went on, "I can't tell you how hot that was for me." She paused again, "next thing I knew, he grabbed my chin and pulled it down opening my mouth, and he put my panties there. I was putty in his hands at this point."
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